She tripped again on to the sofa, this time accidently opening the second hook of her nightie and her bra was fully visible.The sight was too much for...me to handle. I cupped her right breast through the bra and my mother-in-law was too much in a shock to move. Before she could get a chance I kissed on the lips slowly cupping her other breast too. She tried to move away out, effectively pulling me on top of her. I pulled her by the hair and kissed ever more passionately.It was evidently long. As we talked, he told us that at least one good thing had come out of this. He’d realized how much he was missing the physical and emotional closeness of being with a woman he liked and cared for, and had decided to join a couple of dating sites. In his own words, he still missed Heidi but realized that she wouldn’t want him to mope about. What had happened with Sue had given him the desire and the kick he needed to move on and see if he could find happiness. ” He sounded embarrassed. Master chuckled, “That's why I'm here. Tell him what it is you need, my slut.” “To be dominated, Master, to be owned, to serve and to please and to be used as a fucktoy, Master.” My voice told of my excitement, it was weak and breathy. “And why is that?” “I am a slut, Master.” “What kind of slut?” My voice grew stronger, “I am your slut, Master.” I was proud to be able to say those words again. And knowing I was so close to him, so close to being fucked by him, I was. Hell, how often do you get to come home from a night out with a sex party story?!”We looked at the email again, and now I wasn’t at my work computer, I could freely click to the website for more information. There were tickets for couples or singles, women were allowed to attend alone but all guys must come with a partner, and the rules clearly stated that ‘no meant no’ and women had the final say. Sex was never explicitly promised, but the mention of bedrooms and ‘equipped playroom' certainly.